I remember one day I didn't want to do work.
3 hours later and I am leading a force of 20 other students in a conga line through the snow singing the song yellow submarine by the beatles.
That was a good day.

I know, how does that happen? I've got one that's crazier though:
One time, I was super bored, so I decided to start drawing whatever came to my mind
Twenty years later, I ordered the Schutzstaffel to start gassing Jews at Auschwitz